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Rapporter et oversættelsesproblem
Hours & hours spent on an ultimately useless skill
Sitting and getting fatter and weaker and skinnier and paler
Completely impaired social skills
Video games make you a bottom tier subhuman
What’s astounding is how hundreds, thousands of hours can be invested in something that makes you a WORST version of yourself
Zero real life accomplishment, but you FEEL like you did something
It’s truly evil
“But some people make money!!”
Hurr durr
You’re still a skinny fat weak piece of ♥♥♥♥
Oh yay, you’ve got the respect of an Army of pale zombies with no muscle mass and 23% body fat
Emperor of Men who breathe through their mouth
What an accomplishment
Oh wait, all your accomplishments can be wiped out by deleting an account
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ yourself as much you like.
You all know how ♥♥♥♥ it is, peak Delusion.
You gonna engrave your tombstone with your high score and how many kills you got?
Wasted life.